I explained to her the whole story and asked her forgiveness for not letting her know this previously.She just hugged me tight and said something that...just boosted me.Vidya: Let’s make her eat our shit.Me: What are you saying?Vidya: Remember, we had a plan to have a slave for ourselves?Me: Yes.Vidya: Then this bitch should be our slave forever.Me: Are you serious?Vidya: As serious as I fucked your ass yesterday. She must be taught a lesson.I got what’s on her mind. We started devising our plan. Now he brought his patented suction lock and talented tongue to bear, concentrating his efforts on the glans of Dylan's penis.It took him only five minutes to come.Anton gave Dylan no coming-down time from his sixth orgasm. Instead, scenting victory, Anton prepared his final assault on the young man's senses using his secret weapon. He lubed his own ass-hole, planted his legs on either side of Dylan's hips and smoothly mounted himself on Dylan's prick before it lost its stiffness. Dylan was. She had looked so peaceful I had closed the bathroom door so as not to disturb her rest, she was going to need it as I had plans for that lithe little body of hers that would involve exertion. I am hardening significantly, I notice, as I picked up the soap and start to lather my torso and legs. The bubbles feel soothing, and as I start to wash between my legs, my smooth-shaved balls and my stiffening cock I enjoy the sensation of the slippery lubricant between hand and flesh. I “wash” my cock. “We should move,” We both said. “Yes we should. Tonya is 3 months old already. Are we obligated to stay for a certain amount of time?” I asked. “I don't think so. We can at least afford our own apartment for now. Nothing really fancy, but something. We're married now and have a kid. And if it really doesn't work out we can always move back. It's not like they are gonna turn this room into something else,” Tom replied. “Well, don't you think we should think about it though?” I asked. Then we.